This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 421: What is it like to play a virtual reality game in a completely real virtual reality game?
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Without a doubt.
These people are truly crazy.
The most expensive item is not the maid outfit, but a Gothic dress with a lot of lace and complicated patterns.
The pure black tone and semi-transparent veil made the model who was trying it on look full of mystery, like a girl standing in the fog, and at the same time, the guests at the scene exclaimed that it was incredible.
The incredible thing is not the technology. In fact, this is indeed not a special technology.
Even its design style and concept can be found similar in the history of People's Federation.
However, just like the maid costume, they are similar but not the same. They are a truly "new" gadget and an original art genre.
This is a bit surprising.
"Unbelievable...a shelter located inland with a three-digit number actually has more than 7 original clothing design styles!"
"Minimalism in color and complexity in form...interesting, really interesting."
"The dress with the slits on the side is also pretty good. It really highlights the figure, but the color is too bright. It would be nice if it were changed to white or silver gray."
"I heard that these clothes are all handmade."
"It's incredible! How did they come up with it?"
"I even believe now that the ancestors of Vault 404 are a group of artists..."
Astonished conversations arose one after another in the venue, and those holding placards became red-faced.
The price doubled within a short time.
The mole standing on the edge of the venue swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but rant.
"Is it true that white and black things can be sold at sky-high prices here?"
Fang Chang’s expression was a little subtle.
"Well...there is another premise, you have to make the other person like you, or at least not hate you."
The legion's robes are black. Whether it is the Space Marine Corps or the Youth Corps, they all like to hang a black cape on the back of the bulletproof armor.
Including their navy blue military uniforms and black combat uniforms.
Those people's clothes are not flattering here.
After spending a day here, he could clearly feel that supporting the Alliance in Ideal City had become politically correct.
Even the people from the Endpoint Group had to beat around the bush when expressing their position - "We are not opposed to supporting the alliance, we are just opposed to the war itself", "Look, I am also the one who raised the sign. How can you What do you mean I am a lackey of the legion?"
Find out the needs and weaknesses of the other party, and use them appropriately without making the other party annoying...
Thinking of this, Fang Chang couldn't help but sigh.
As expected of a manager.
Even this step has been reached!
Compared to clothing, the price of food is slightly lower.
People here don’t seem to care much about the value of the auction items themselves, but more about the cultural added value of the auction items.
The cultural added value of food is difficult to intuitively feel with the naked eye. It can only be experienced by the taste buds after trying it.
But even so, Yin Leina's Lao Gan Daddy Beef Sauce still fetched a friendly price of 2000Cr.
Mosquito’s Laokeng Pickled Cabbage Beef Noodles take advantage of their large size. A box was photographed for 5,000 Cr... Although that box only looks like a lot, it actually doesn’t weigh much.
As for the "Quqi" biscuits, they were quite unpopular. Just one box was auctioned for a whopping price of 10,000 Cr!
Fang Chang secretly took notes on the VM, planning to share his findings on the official website after it goes offline for a while.
"...The mainstream thoughts of the enterprise are difficult to fathom. They are indeed more equal than most survivor settlements, but inequality is also obvious. Compared with the Legion, they can be classified as pro-foreign, but xenophobic. Everything is visible to the naked eye."
“The local society is culturally tolerant, and products with high cultural added value are more likely to be sold at sky-high prices than products with high-tech value added. At the same time, professional combat players can buy high-tech products at relatively cheap prices here. Higher equipment. For example, the Miner series exoskeleton, there is no contribution point limit here, but how to transport it after buying it is a problem."
"By the way, selling a bionic organ with a sky-high price of 6 or even 7 digits in Boulder City only costs 5 digits here. But in different markets, the value of currency cannot be used Stable exchange rate conversion, the specific difference in purchasing power is difficult to compare."
“My advice to professional players, if possible, I recommend opening a hotpot restaurant and ramen restaurant here. Once the alliance reaches a currency swap agreement with the company, the Cr exchange window will be opened soon, which may even affect the exchange of silver coins and chips. Exchange ratio!"
"But visa is a big issue. Only employees of enterprises are allowed to establish branches. Even if outsiders obtain a work visa, they can only engage in specific jobs, otherwise they will be deported. You must be careful about this!"
In just one hour, Fang Chang had already typed out a strategy of more than 1,000 words.
Looking at the stunned mole next to him, he twitched the corner of his mouth.
Haha.
I'll kill you.
……
The auction has ended.
After the entire auction, the total transaction amount reached an astonishing 80 million Cr!
Equivalent to a quarter of the amount of corporate aid to the alliance!
Compared to the 30 million aid for industrial facilities out of the 300 million aid, the 80 million Cr is more than twice as high.
When Shuyu just returned to Dawn City from Boulder City, he got a list from the manager.
That is the priority import items summarized by representatives of various industries based on the list of importable items provided by the company.
Including a hydrogen plasma smelting production line worth 17 million Cr.
Different from free arc, this branch of technology belongs to compressed arc, which can not only smelt metal materials, but also accommodate non-metallic materials. It is mainly used in the smelting of special steels, high-temperature alloys, and refractory metals, etc.
More than that, this production process can also use a water-cooled crystallizer to achieve "sequential solidification" of metals or alloys to obtain high-quality crystal structure.
Although similar technologies exist on Earth, they are not widely used due to cost and immature technology. Counting various types of metals, the global annual production adds up to less than 30,000 tons.
As for the production line on the list, if the supply of raw materials is sufficient, the monthly output alone is enough to reach more than 50,000 tons, and the demand for labor is far lower than the production line imported by the Alliance from Boulder City.
For enterprises, the number of obsolete production lines and consumer goods produced is also an astronomical figure.
A brand new plasma smelting production line is worth at least 50 million Cr, and if it is energy-saving, environmentally friendly and too active hydrogen plasma, the price can reach 100 million.
Even if it is a second-hand product, 17 million Cr is considered a friendly price.
In addition to the hydrogen plasma smelting production line, there is also a set of chemical industry equipment worth 30 million Cr, which can increase the alliance's current mainstream chemical industry product production capacity by 200%, reduce energy consumption by 30%, and reduce hazardous waste by 60%. %above.
It is no exaggeration to say that with this 80 million donation, the alliance's total industrial output value can at least quadruple!
At that time, the core contradiction limiting the development of the alliance will no longer be production technology.
But resources!
But there is actually no need to worry about this.
Through the trade node of Boulder City, the alliance can obtain half of the resources of Jinchuan Province.
After the war in Luoxia Province ends, at least half of Luoxia Province will be included in the alliance's sphere of influence.
The resources in the desert are no less than those in the south. The unique climatic conditions of the major oases can become natural granaries, and the great desert to the west of Luoxia is a cemetery of civilization with endless horizons.
I heard that half of the sand blown from there is brown iron oxide, and the resource density there will be even more exaggerated than a landfill like the Red River Alliance.
Of course, the premise of everything is to win.
Only by continuing to win, this snowball will grow bigger and bigger.
Shu Yu calmed down his shocked expression and looked at Yue Qian, who was sitting opposite, with emotion.
"I really don't know how to thank you...this funding is so important to us."
Yue Qian smiled softly and said pleasantly.
"Compared with money, friendship that money cannot buy is more important to us. It is our honor to be able to help you, but... I still want to ask the residents of Ideal City, what are your plans? When will we send out troops?"
"The combat plan will be implemented after the supply line is completed, which should be in mid-August if nothing else happens... Didn't you know?" Shuyu glanced at him in surprise.
As for the attack time, the company and the alliance should have communicated.
Yue Qian coughed lightly.
"Is it mid-August? I have heard a little bit about it, but the information is not accurate... The information between our different departments is not completely communicated. The Yichuan who is going to support you is directly responsible to the Supreme Council. And so do I."
Shuyu nodded thoughtfully, and couldn't help but think about whether his previous words were appropriate.
Yue Qian did not make any other remarks, but ended the topic without leaving a trace, and then curiously inquired about the customs and customs in the southern part of the River Valley Province.
At the same time, Fang Chang, who was in the venue not far away, finally got rid of the young master and the wealthy daughter who were pestering him, and pulled Mole, who looked envious and jealous, to the rest area.
The mole complained along the way.
"Damn it, I don't understand. I am also a regiment leader after all. Why am I not as popular as you?"
For this question, Fang Chang thought seriously for a moment and answered seriously.
"Maybe it's...a problem with the face?"
"Ugh, vomit, vomit." The mole made a vomiting gesture and covered his stomach in an exaggerated manner.
Looking at this guy's exaggerated acting skills, Fang Chang chuckled.
In fact, it makes no difference to such a person whether he is a regiment commander or an ordinary soldier.
He knew very well that although handsomeness was one of the reasons, it was more because of the video that shocked Ideal City and the almost legendary record.
Climbed in through the barrel of the 400mm main gun and came out unharmed, just like the hero in a popcorn action movie!
Of course, Fang Chang believes that if their managers come here to visit, those enthusiastic and beautiful girls will go even crazier.
Even if you ignore the close-ups that were deliberately reserved for him, the character of "conquering the claws of death" is unusual enough.
"What is this?"
Sit down on the sofa, his long eyes fell on the glasses on the table beside him, and he curiously took them in his hand and played with them.
The mole sitting next to him also showed an interested expression and touched his chin and pondered for a while.
"It looks a bit like the glasses worn by the NPC named Yun You...could it be some kind of smart connected device?"
"I'll give it a try."
Fang Chang put his glasses on the bridge of his nose and fumbled with his index finger on the frame. There was a slight tremor on his fingertips, which must have triggered a switch.
The blue light particles quickly dispersed into one piece, engulfing the surrounding area like ocean waves.
Just when he thought it was some kind of AR effect, in the blink of an eye, he found himself standing in another strange world.
Yes.
He was standing, but he was still sitting on the sofa a second ago.
Fang Chang looked up, the warm sunshine shining on his face, and what he saw was the endless grassland.
The tips of young grass floated gently in the breeze, swaying his bangs.
However, unfortunately, the monotonous smell and distorted touch do not feel the slightest bit real at all.
Even though the image that caught his eye had indeed reached the level of photography, Fang Chang standing on the grassland could still clearly feel that he was an empty model and that this body did not belong to him.
This feeling is completely opposite to "Wasteland OL".
In the world of "Wasteland OL", although everything is filtered, he can clearly feel that he is alive and the NPCs are alive. Even though he knew very well that it was a virtual world, he could still feel that it was a living virtual world.
And here is the world.
More like living virtually.
But even so, it was enough to shock Fang Chang.
"Awesome..."
He squatted on the ground and touched the lawn, let go of his legs and ran forward for a while, wandering around like a child, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief.
I never expected that I would not only be able to play virtual reality games in my lifetime, but I would even be able to play virtual reality games within virtual reality games.
What kind of infinite nesting doll is this?
Or is this actually an undeveloped map, or a game with a completely different style?
Just when Fang Chang was about to continue exploring, the touch on his arm interrupted his thoughts and his connection.
The whole world turned into blue light particles, like broken puzzle pieces scattered into a patch of flying butterflies.
Returned to the lounge.
Fang Chang, who was sitting on the sofa, was startled and noticed the culprit who woke him up - the hand holding his arm.
Glancing at Mole, Fang Chang said angrily.
"What are you doing?"
"Someone is looking for you." Mole glanced to his left.
Fang Chang turned his head and looked in the direction of Brother Mole's line of sight, only to see a waiter in formal attire standing there respectfully.
Seeing Fang Chang looking this way, he said in a gentle voice.
"Mr. Fang Chang, someone asked me to bring you a letter."
Fang Chang was stunned for a moment.
"Letter? Who gave it to me?"
"Miss Li Shuyue, one of the guests at the party, said she wanted to discuss something with you. This is the letter she asked me to send." While speaking, he took out a letter and handed it to Fang Chang come over.
After taking the letter, before Fang Chang had time to open it, he felt the stinging gaze from behind and couldn't help but shudder.
Looking back at the resentful Mole, he said with a slightly embarrassed expression.
"How about...you go for me?"
After rolling his eyes at the guy, Mole snatched the virtual reality glasses from his hand and put them on his nose.
"Go away, go alone!"
……
In the distant desert, a caravan was stationed in the endless wilderness.
Although in theory it is better to travel at night, the desert at night is not safe at all.
The poisonous insects and beasts that crawled under the gravel during the day are now crawling out to look for food.
I heard that some arthropods are so large and so ferocious that even the claws of death have to stay away.
Sitting next to the campfire, Zhanshi, with a thick blanket wrapped around him, sat opposite Adan.
Colway did not completely trust these businessmen and told him privately that one of them must stay awake and take turns keeping watch.
Of course Battlefield will not object.
It just so happened that he also needed an opportunity to interact with Dan alone, so he took the initiative to apply for duty in the middle of the night.
It can be seen that this Adan is also full of interest in him, so he took the initiative to come here.
"What does the oasis in Luoxia Province look like?" Battlefield randomly found a topic and asked.
Adan fiddled with the fire with a branch, thought for a moment and said.
"It is vast and fertile for thousands of miles. There is plenty of fresh water, suitable temperature, and abundant light. It is a rare fertile soil in this wasteland. Even if the locals do nothing, they can still rely on the wild Eat enough fruits and melons...Compared with the Bugra Free State, it is a paradise."
Adan squinted his eyes and looked at the silent sand dunes in the distance, seeming to be lost in distant memories.
After a moment, he said.
"...But there is a war going on there, so you may not be able to see it at its most beautiful."
Battlefield asked with interest.
"You seem to know it very well, is it because you go there often?"
Adan nodded and said in a casual tone.
"I have been doing business with Prince Winter of the Lion Kingdom for more than ten years. More than half of his elite troops are armed by my caravan. I even know how many sets of exoskeletons they have."
Suddenly realizing the identity of this pangolin, he added another sentence.
"Of course, compared to those feudal lords, it is more cost-effective to do business with the legion... I really hope I have the opportunity to visit the Triumph City in this life. I heard that the ground is full of gold and the house is full of jewelry."
Gold is not uncommon in the wasteland, but a sufficient amount of gold is another matter.
Zhanjie smiled in his heart but made no expression on his face.
He knew that the man in front of him was not truly loyal to the Legion, but he happened to be the same.
At this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded in the silent night.
Zhantian, who was warming up by the fire, felt nervous. He extinguished the bonfire quickly and grabbed the rifle beside him.
Adan on the opposite side was equally nervous, but he didn't panic and kept mumbling in a low voice.
"Type 11 cavalry rifle, rotating receiver, 7mm caliber..."
His expression gradually became serious.
"It's the Lion King's patrol!"
Battlefield frowned.
"We were discovered?"
Adan shook his head.
"No...the gunfire was at least 2 kilometers away. They must have encountered some other trouble. Maybe they were predators or alien species."
Whatever it is.
Now is not the time to hesitate.
The battlefield veteran stood up and loaded the Falcon assault rifle.
"I'm going to tell Colway to get up, and you go get ready to pack your things. We must move immediately."
"No need, the sound of the horse's hooves was so loud, I woke up long ago..."
Shaking his groggy head, Colway walked out of the tent.
The sound of gunfire continued in the distance, and he obviously heard it.
After calming down and looking at the pangolin and Adan who were waiting for orders, he thought calmly for a moment and spoke.
"At 2 kilometers, if those people are riding war horses or camels, it will be easy to catch up with us, even if we throw away all the supplies."
Adan frowned and asked.
"What is your opinion?"
Colway said decisively.
"Lend me a few people and let's go have a look!"
Since it was not him who discovered it, it meant that those people had encountered other troubles.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to deal with them is the safest choice.
Adan nodded seriously and made a gesture to his mercenary leader.
"Take eight brothers and follow our friends to the front to have a look."
The dark-skinned and burly man nodded slightly and said in a low voice.
"Yes, boss!"
The nine caravan guards, plus Colway and Pangolin, formed an eleven-man formation and quickly moved towards the hills in the distance.
Colway was also armed, holding an Eagle assault rifle in his hand.
Judging from his experienced skills, he has obviously been on the front line, and is probably an officer who worked at the grassroots level.
"...This place is different from the Valley Province. There are very few bunkers in the desert. Remember to stay hidden and fight on the reverse slope."
After listening to Colway's instructions, he nodded warily, maintaining his taciturn character, and replied.
"Yeah."
Colway gave no more instructions.
He believed that this man, who could even hunt down Death Claws on his own, would be no problem with a few patrols.
The group of people moved toward the reverse **** of the dune, crawled on the ground, and carefully climbed toward the top of the dune.
The sound of gunfire in the distance became more and more urgent.
In the flickering firelight, the people crawling on the sand dunes vaguely saw a huge figure.
That's a huge earthworm.
Its body is as thick as a towering ancient tree. The length of more than ten meters is just a section that has been drilled out, and half of it is buried underground.
Perhaps it was disturbed from sleep by those cavalry. It was twisting its huge body, like a dragon tumbling over the river, stirring up billowing sand, dust and loess.
The battlefield boss opened his eyes wide, and saw a dozen cavalrymen turned upside down by the monster, and one cavalryman and his camel were swallowed into the belly of a **** mouth.
This wild monster is a bit awesome.
Even if he is thrown into the "Tide" team, he can be regarded as an elite evolution.
But Qingquan City is full of reinforced concrete, so this guy may not be able to drill through it...
In just a few breaths, more than half of the cavalry team was dead or injured. The man who looked like the captain shouted loudly and anxiously called for his subordinates to get out of the monster's attack range.
"Sandworm! The spirit of the sand sea is above...it's a sandworm!" Lying next to the battlefield elder, the dark-skinned man was digging into the gravel with his right hand, fear flashing in his eyes.
Another caravan guard also cursed.
"... Damn it, it's actually this thing. Fortunately, we didn't leave this area."
One of the guards frowned.
"Something's wrong...How could those patrols not know that there are sandworms here?"
The dark man thought for a moment and said.
"Maybe they acted too hastily, maybe they didn't patrol this area."
Although sandworms have a terrifying ability to destroy groups, their living range is relatively fixed and they basically will not move.
And...
This huge alien species is not like those elusive man-eating ants. It is easy to identify its range of activities. It stands to reason that the people in the desert will not be attacked by this thing.
Listening to everyone's conversation, the war veteran also felt a little unusual.
However, this is not an issue he needs to consider now.
The patrol not far away was flying towards their direction.
Colway stared at the group of cavalry with a stern expression, and had already turned on the safety of his rifle.
"Everyone, prepare to fire as soon as they cross the forked cactus 100 meters in front of us!"
"Yes!"
Warfield took a deep breath and aimed at the group, hesitating whether to raise the muzzle an inch.
But even if he does this, it seems to be of little significance. At a distance of 100 meters, eleven assault rifles, even if the output of one rifle is missing, is enough to beat those cavalry into a sieve.
The distance of several hundred meters passed in an instant, and the cavalry quickly ran in front of them.
At the same time, at such a close distance, the group obviously discovered them.
Seeing the muzzle of the gun pointing towards him in the distance, the cavalry captain who had just escaped from a narrow escape had no time to take a breath, but his expression changed and he shouted loudly.
"Spread the wings!"
In this case, there is no need to doubt the identity of the other party.
No serious caravan would point its guns at them.
Almost at the same time, Colway shouted loudly.
"Fire!"
Eleven rifles unleashed their firepower at the same time, and the bullets they fired instantly knocked those hit by the cavalry on their backs.
In the end, Warfield Lao didn't aim hard at people, but lowered the muzzle of his gun and aimed at the camel.
After a burst of intense gunfire, the nine cavalrymen fell off the camels one after another, leaving corpses on the ground.
After waiting quietly for a while, the dark-skinned man said in a low voice.
"I'm going to see if there's anyone alive."
As he said that, he was about to stand up, but the war veteran stood up one step ahead of him, shook out the bayonet on his rifle, and walked towards the bottom of the sand dune.
"I am the awakened one, let me do it."
Colwei nodded and gestured to the caravan guards beside him.
"Cover him."
The dark-skinned man nodded, without thinking much, and lay back again.
The battlefield veteran held a rifle in his hand, pointed at the cavalry captain closest to him, and approached cautiously.
In the thin moonlight, he saw the man's hand huddled beside his waistband, and couldn't help curling his lips.
Lowering his voice, Warfield Lao said softly.
"Hey, I'm sorry for killing your mount, but I also have my own difficulties."
"If you don't want to die, it's best to lie there and don't move."
In the darkness, the eyes opened a crack, and Zhanji could see the surprise and confusion hidden behind them.
In order to prevent the person behind him from suspecting anything, the battlefield elder did not explain, but pretended to stab him a few times, and then picked up the equipment on his body.
The man seemed to realize something and did not act rashly. He just quietly pointed at his waist.
Zhangjie Lao took a look and saw that it was a flare gun. He immediately understood what he meant and pulled off the flare gun.
Confirming that nothing was left behind, he then walked over to another corpse and recovered their equipment one by one.
Only nine cavalrymen escaped death from the sandworm's mouth, and the only one who survived in the end was the captain.
The old man from the battlefield was in a slightly complicated mood, but he didn't have time to think too much at the moment, so he could only carry their equipment back to the sand dunes.
Looking at Colway, he took out the flare gun in his hand and handed it over, saying calmly.
"This is the cavalry captain's flare gun...I shot each of them twice to make sure no one was alive. I recovered their equipment, and I suggest leaving here immediately."
When he said this, he was actually quite nervous. Fortunately, Colway did not doubt him at all, but nodded approvingly.
Taking the silver flare gun, Colwe unloaded the flare inside and returned the gun to the pangolin.
"This is your trophy, keep it."
The dark man on the side suggested in a muffled voice.
"I suggest you dispose of the body, otherwise it may attract patrols from the kingdom."
"Such a big movement, as long as the kingdom's patrol team is not deaf, they will definitely notice it. I'm afraid the nearby patrol team is already on the way here."
Retorted calmly, Battlefield looked back and said, "Leave the bodies of those minions to the aliens to deal with."
Colwei nodded seriously, agreeing with Pangolin’s point of view.
A patrol is insignificant at all. The top priority is to return to the legion immediately. No matter what, the people of the Lion Kingdom cannot discover it.
"It makes sense, we must move immediately!"
Looking at the group of people disappearing on the sand dunes not far away, Andre, who was lying on the ground, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I don’t understand what happened...
But I seem to have been saved.
After waiting quietly for a while, he struggled to stand up from the ground until the sound of camel hooves was heard from far away.
Ignore the gunshot wound on his leg.
He staggered to the side of the dead mount and pulled out a scroll with a gold seal from the saddle.
Andre was relieved after confirming that the scroll was still there and intact.
Of course he is not the captain of a patrol, but a personal guard of His Majesty the King.
The coalition forces of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion have penetrated deep into the hinterland of Oasis No. 9.
If reinforcements fail to arrive, their fate may be the same as that of honey badgers, disappearing into the rolling yellow sand...
With the support of faith and loyalty, he gritted his teeth, simply bandaged the gunshot wound on his leg, took off his bag and put it on his shoulders, and continued to limp forward in the north direction.
Time passes quietly.
The morning sun rises over this land again.
At the intersection of the southern plains of the River Valley Province and the Luoxia Province, a team of about thirty people was slowly moving towards Qingquan City.
Twenty cavalrymen riding camels guarded the carriage drawn by five camels.
It contains their ammunition and supplies, as well as a noble person with a special status.
Riding a camel next to the carriage in the middle, a middle-aged man wearing a turban raised his binoculars and glanced toward the east.
Seeing the lush trees and endless mountains in the distance, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
Slowing down and approaching the carriage, he leaned close to the window and whispered softly.
"Your Highness, the alliance's territory is ahead."
The man in the carriage seemed to be deep in thought, and after a moment there was a very soft response.
"Well, let's hurry up."
"Yes."
The guard responded respectfully, kicked the camel, and accelerated to the front of the team.
"River Valley Province is ahead! We only have the last 100 kilometers or so from Qingquan City, so everyone speed up!"
The group speeded up and headed towards the plain on the south side of the mountains. Not long after, a settlement under construction came into view.
Containers are placed in the open space.
The shirtless people were busy unloading the materials from the boxes and transporting them to the construction site not far away.
The man on the camel's back frowned, sped up and left the group, pacing next to the group of people.
Seeing the man riding on the camel, many people stopped what they were doing and looked at him curiously.
While directing the reconstruction work at the construction site, Ma Ban, the person in charge of the refugee camp, saw the situation to the west, frowned immediately, and called a construction worker to ask.
"What's going on over there?"
"A caravan came from the desert... It seems to be a caravan. They stopped to the west of us. I don't know what they want to do. Maybe they plan to do business with us?"
Instinct told Mabaan that things might not be that simple.
After thinking for a moment, he remembered the woman the manager had given him, and then ordered.
"Call Teresa over here."
"Yes!" The construction worker nodded and immediately ran towards the camp behind.
After a while, Teresa put down her work and followed the construction worker over.
At this moment, Teresa was wearing a pair of stain-resistant jeans and a beige T-shirt, with a simple sun-visible straw hat on her head.
It must be said that the environment in which one lives and works has a great impact on a person.
It has only been two weeks, and there is no trace of royal dignity on her body. Except for her appearance and figure, there is no obvious difference between her and other staff in the refugee camp.
Maban didn't know her specific identity, and he didn't ask the manager in detail. He just spoke in a business-like tone.
"A group of people came from the west. We are not sure of their identities. Maybe you can give us some advice."
Teresa nodded seriously.
"No problem, leave it to me."
No nonsense, Maban made a gesture and led her towards the west side of the camp.
Looking at the man riding on the back of a camel, Ma Ban glanced at the team not far away and shouted to the man.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The man on the camel's back was about to answer.
However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on the face of the woman next to Ma Ban, and her shrinking eyes instantly released murderous intent.
He knows this face!
He will recognize it even if it is burned to ashes!
"Teresa..."
The hatred for the Falcon Kingdom made his eyes blood red, and he had no time to think about the reason why he saw this face in this place.
Squeezing out the name through his teeth, the man raised the gun in his hand without hesitation and shouted loudly.
"Princess of the Falcon Kingdom! The people of the Falcon Kingdom are here!"
Things happened too suddenly. Although I didn’t understand what he wanted to do, when he saw him taking out his gun, the surrounding alliance soldiers also raised their weapons.
A moment.
The atmosphere at the scene was tense!
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I really haven’t saved the manuscript. I’ll send it out as soon as I finish it. I’ll update it after June 1st... (By the way, since the monthly ticket target at the end of the month has been achieved, why do you have so much inventory at the end of the month? T_T)